Sunday, May 20, 2007

Moon and Crab

Strong and silent,The Moon stood.It took the sea in its stride.There came a high tide.The froth surfaced,Shells on the beach, parked.The Crab clumsily came.Everyday was just the same.The Crab grumbled,‘Lunatic Luna… :-p’The Moon got very upset,She went under cloudy cover.The sea stagnated.The crab slept.